[list][*][b]Name:[/b] Reinhardt Wilhelm
[*][b]Title:[/b] 
[*][b]Gender:[/b] Male
[*][b]Appearance:[/b] [url=https://hydra-media.cursecdn.com/overwatch.gamepedia.com/0/07/Reinhardt-portrait.png?version=d772e5c01ed687016e8a26547cd0bdd6]Armour so big that his head looks tiny[/url], [url=http://scon21.deviantart.com/art/reinhardt-630630127]and a 7'4 wall of muscle inside it all.[/url] He's not the sort of person you want to run into in the dark, when it gets down to it. 
[*][b]Personality:[/b] Reinhardt comes across as an attempt to distil the essence of every heroic knight to have ever lived and finding that there's a limit to how small you can make it. The enormous man might have a moral core so unyielding that he can remind an international organisation of its purpose but he's also [i]loud[/i] enough that it gives the feeling he managed this by shouting at them from the next continent over. Though, contrary to what it might seem like, he does in fact have an inside voice. 
Cowardice only exists in this man's vocabulary as something to look down upon: even if he wasn't looking forward to the fighting, he's going to walk steadfastly into battle ahead of his allies because that's the honourable thing to be doing. Should there be no glory in the fight? Reinhardt will [i]still[/i] do it because it's the right thing: justice is its own reward. One thing that he [i]isn't[/i] is stupid about it: though he's sworn to never retire again, he won't fight or even fight back if it means that some innocent bystander is going to get hurt.
The man has a somewhat eclectic mix of interests, loving Hasselhoff and considering it a classic (to be fair, it probably is by the [i]20[/i]70's) but at the same time being a fan of a professional video gamer. All whilst being happy to spend his forced retirement wandering the Earth helping people out and visualising gang members as fantastic creatures to be defeated. He seems to have a lot of fun from teasing friends, too.
[*][b]Ideals:[/b] [h1][b]Justice[/b][/h1]. Glory gets in there too--glory shared, rather, as he has no desire to be the best--but justice is head and shoulders above it.
[*][b]Biography:[/b] 61 years ago, in the distant year of 2016, Reinhardt was born in Stuttgart. Later, presumably many years later, the young man joined the military before moving on to join the Crusaders--the implausible order of power armour using knights that had been formed. It was almost certain that when the Omnic Crisis began and everyone started getting killed by robots, he took part in battle with the Crusaders--enough to come to the attention of whoever was selecting agents to put down the crisis once and for all.
Initially under the command of Gabriel Reyes, the newly formed Overwatch was instrumental in stopping the crisis and Reinhardt served with it for years until, most likely after one of its other founding members was "killed", he was pressured into retiring from the organisation. From the outside, he was unable to do anything but watch as corruption took hold, leading to its eventual dissolution after two of the [i]other[/i] founders "died" when the organisation's Swiss headquarters exploded.
He took up his armour once again upon coming across a town where the government was powerless to do anything about the gang extorting it for money. Though Brigitte, his mechanic, suggested that it wasn't their business to get involved in--especially after the gangsters held a child hostage to force him to back down, Reinhardt was never going to sit idly by when there was [b]JUSTICE[/b] to be delivered. So he put on his armour once again to drive the Dragons out, taking up the mantle of a wandering knight errant.
He still keeps in touch with Torbjorn and, at Christmas, visited. [url=http://comic.playoverwatch.com/issues/overwatch/10/en-us/pages/10/10-1.png]He's apparently a good storyteller,[/url] if Torbjorn's children are anything to go by. He also doesn't seem to have aged in around thirty years, looking more or less identical to then with the exception of having gained a moustache.
[*][b]Powers:[/b] He's big. Well, he also has a lifetime's experience of being a (somewhat unconventionally equipped) soldier, but mostly he just has the advantage of being larger than whoever else is in the room.
[*][b]Weapons:[/b] Despite having come from an era where energy weapons are plentiful and guns no less effective than before, Reinhardt's weapon of choice is... a hammer. Admittedly, the hammer's head is roughly the same size as a person and has a rocket on one end, but it requires getting in close to hit someone with it or to hit the ground hard enough that they fall over... most of the time. It can be swung to create a flaming shockwave that is, if anything, [i]more[/i] dangerous than simply being hit by it.
[*][b]Equipment:[/b] Obviously, Reinhardt has his armour. It's large, imposing, and immensely durable--not to mention it has a rocket on the back for when you really, really need to get over somewhere quickly (or flatten unfortunate obstacles between an unstoppable mass of muscle and metal and the nearest wall). Even more precious than the armour is the shield that it can project from its left wrist: more durable than even the armour itself and restoring itself to full strength in a matter of seconds, yet it can be put up and down in a single movement. He's every bit as useful at defending as he is actually striking out at enemies.
[*][b]Universe of Origin:[/b] Overwatch[/list]
If you want a one-picture summary of his attitude: [img]https://comic.playoverwatch.com/issues/overwatch/2/en-us/pages/6/6-2.jpg[/img]